Pen in hand and thoughts in my mind
The wanting to get them out and written on paper is unbearable
Searching for paper is a lost cause
there is nothing around but four empty walls
My thoughts want to escape the dark and gloomy cells of my mind
My hands are twitching with the need to write
The blank walls are mind numbing and it makes me want to scream
The numb feeling of the walls makes my vision go blank and dark
The walls are no longer mind numbing or blank
but they are full of words that make up my thoughts Four walls no longer blank but full of wisdom
shame
blame
hate
and
love
Now new thoughts will form and they will wait they turn to escape and be free
the prison of my mind
